On the ground with broken walls.

Qin Chuming stood quietly on the broken bricks and gravel in the center of the ruins of the Holy City.

His casual sportswear looks out of place with this ancient city.

It is also very different from the dilapidated style of the earth.

"The world is a little closer."

Qin Chuming looked at the sunshine in the distance and said quietly.

His voice was naturally annihilated invisible three inches around him.

The sunlight shone into the depths of Qin Chuming's eyes, and no one knew what Qin Chuming was thinking.

In the storm, the terrifying fluctuations of the four great divine weapons did not shake him at all.

He was like an outsider.

Not in this world.

Standing alone, watching the world.

No one knows that behind this world myth, there is a big hand behind the scenes that is manipulating everything.

No one can believe that someone can manipulate everything.

Qin Chuming turned his head and looked at the three waves of people in the distance.

The Holy City bureau has been ready for a long time.

Even a long time ago, Qin Chuming made the Church of the Holy Sepulchre show miracles, and made the Abraham rock reveal unusual features.

It was finally used at this moment.

"The years of layout are now on."

Qin Chuming stretched out his index finger and raised it gently.

On the collapsed ground of the ruins of the Church of the Holy Sepulchre, the pure golden glow became even thicker.

The holy breath spread out of the collapsed earth and impacted the sky.

It was like countless people praying.

Everyone who was taking refuge far away from the Holy City also saw this scene in the Holy City behind them.

"My God, that's..."

Someone exclaimed.

But he didn't wait for his subsequent words to speak.

A series of chants like ancient times sounded on the shattered earth, and dozens of miles around the holy city were shrouded in sound.

Everything seems to be back to the time when that person died more than two thousand years ago.

Jesus was born in the first year.

"Son Jesus, please open your eyes to look at the world instead of the Lord..."

"Great Son Jesus, you promised to be resurrected on the third day..."

"The blood on the earth has not dried up. The promise you made has turned into a vision. Your believers here hope you will revive..."

"Those hateful Jewish nobles will inevitably endure the torment of darkness forever..."

"The Lord's omniscience and omnipotence are no match for..."

Countless voices are clamped together, showing more grander and more pious.

The entire holy city was bathed in the chanting sounds.

Malamed in front of Solomon's temple and the middle-aged man in front of the rock hall stared at the holy surging place on the earth, staring blankly.

Hu Ziming and others were also looking around.

Two people are waiting for something to appear.

Hu Ziming thought so.

The more outstanding the holy object is, the more terrifying it will be when it appears.

The tomb robber family once said that when the imperial seal appeared, the nine-story treasure trove and the entire cemetery did not prevent the emergence of the imperial seal, and even the entire world was shocked by its appearance.

“What the hell will it be?”

And now Hu Ziming frowned.

Jerusalem is an extremely ancient city. There are so many ruins here, who can count them.

What's more, Hu Ziming himself is not interested in these things.

What Hu Ziming didn't know was that it was not far from him, and the mastermind behind this world was standing there.

Qin Chuming looked at everything he directed, and he was already accustomed to this feeling of controlling everything.

Qin Chuming snapped his fingers gently, and the light of pure gold in the air became more and more condensed with the sound of his fingers.

Finally, in the air, a golden light emerged in the air.

In the glory, it is a golden city, which stands on the earth, surrounded by endless magnificence and glory.

Without that kind of backwardness in ancient times, it shows a kind of nobility.

The entire city is wrapped in pure gold, carved with the lifelike appearance of angels and the Lord.

Compared to the golden city, it is a shocking scene in front of the gate.

Standing at the city gate is a cross, on which a man was firmly nailed with nails.

His hands were separated and his feet were nailed to the bottom of the cross.

Separation of flesh and blood.

That is torture that is difficult to describe in detail in words.

The man's head was hanged and he had been dead for a long time.

But his skin still remained elastic, just like he had just died.

The blood of the dead man dripped along his feet into a golden holy grail on the ground.

Next to the Holy Grail, there were many bloodstains falling on the earth.

The blood is not mixed with sand and soil. It is like mercury that is insoluble in sand and stone, without staining of dust.

Next to the city gate, countless believers bowed and bowed beside the crucified person.

They pray, they shout, they are pious.

On the city wall are the nobles who are watching all the calmly.

"Is this the scene two thousand years ago?"

Hu Ziming reacted immediately, and then he turned to look at Malamud.

But Malamed did not respond at all.

He still looked in the air.

"It's that who was nailed to death?"

The great monk Wujie thought for a long time but couldn't remember who died.

He really couldn't remember who was crucified, but it seemed that this was a very important person.

It seems to be the God of the Holy See.

I wonder how powerful God’s things are?

How about the imperial seal?

The monk looked at the air and thought, his hand gently stroked the bronze ancient sword in his arms. The ancient sword was cold and murderous.

"Jesus!"

Hu Ziming reminded with a dark face when he heard this.

"Yes, Su Ye, how many years ago did this come?"

The great monk Wujie touched the ancient sword.

"It was more than two thousand years ago."

Hu Ziming's mouth twitched, and he was too lazy to correct Wu Jie's mistakes.

Hu Ziming looked up at the air, but could not remember the details of Jesus' resurrection.

He only remembers that Easter was to commemorate the resurrection of Jesus.

But how strong Jesus is, there seems to be no clear description in Western myths.

"I hope it won't be too strong."
To be continued...